Green Skin

[Unlike humans on the continent, Greenskins vote when they elect their leader. The introduction of this concept to Greenskin was the Blood Dagger of the Blood Dagger Clan, who had lost his reputation at the time.

The concept of voting to burden one's honor was a very innovative concept for the Greenskins, with enough Greenskins to want to be their own chieftains in order to win the voting rights. Over time, voting has spread to the Greenskins as well as to chiefs, and to this day, everyone has the right to vote for their prestige.

Failure to exercise their rights was the same as losing their honor, so those who were too old to hold their own bodies and those who were too wounded to move were too moved to vote. Blood Dagger of the Blood Dagger Clan is a person who has made a lot of impact on Greenskin's society, and it is said that the chief suggested writing this old book is also Blood Dagger. Meanwhile, for the great and honorable Chieftain of War, Queen Kim Yu, for this Blood Dagger, it is a very old book. Excerpt from the footsteps of the great chieftains.]

“Let's get started. ”

The voice of inspiration echoes and everyone's face becomes a little solemn. Giving each other honor. I thought the atmosphere would be a little heavy, but it seemed even heavier than I thought.

A little exaggerated, I didn't expect this kind of reaction either. Their faces were more serious than I thought.

At first, I thought that direct candidates, like the Earth's elections, would proceed in a way that explained their vision and then distributed the ballots, but I decided to omit such formalities as I knew very well about each other.

Likewise, it is much more appropriate for us to speak up in person rather than writing down a ballot form. Luckily, I was right. If we're going to have more people, we're going to have to do something else, but only 71 of them. Moreover, it seemed more appropriate to say his opinions face to face with each other because it was originally given honor.

Nor the Orc Sand Glaive of the south nor the Warwolf White Silver Pando of the north nor the Storm Shadow can rule out those who have not brought honor to themselves.

The first started with the Minotaur Earth Wave, which landed its glorious seat on its own.

“I will support Storm Shadow. Orcs in the south and werewolves in the north think they're qualified, but the atmosphere is not good now. At least I think Storm Shadow can fill the Chief's void better than Sand Glaive and White Silver Fang. ”

That's a good start. Reasonable too. If you think about it as a whole Greenskin society, Storm Shadow is definitely more appropriate now. For now, calm down and trim the inner room. They say they have won the war against the South, but there is no way Greenskins have been harmed.

The next one was classified as a whole-hearted gangster. The Lizardman of the East has some pretty decent tribesmen, though not big. Soon, the one with the tongue clenched opened his mouth pleasantly.

“I support the Southern Orc Sand Glave. The Earth Wave's words are reasonable, but the Orcs of the South are the ones I want to honor. He is the wood that can lead us well. ”

I think he's going to vote. I felt a bit subtle. It's not bad, of course, but it's a little vague that it's not going my way. Even though he was underneath the Storm Shadow, it was a little embarrassing to film the Southern Orcs.

I started staring at him. Sand Glaive. Definitely weighs. It was different from the chief, but I was a little excited about what kind of green skin he would make.

It's probably a place where those who feel this way cast their votes at the Southern Orcs. I swallowed a saliva.

In addition, everyone began to bring their own ideas to the table for their own reasons. One prevailing case was that Storm Shadow, Sand Glaive and the Werewolf in the North actually gave up a little bit. He seems to blame his lack rather than his grumbling against someone.

Thank you.

What's interesting is that the Greenskins in the Northern Hemisphere have sent a lot of votes to make sure they trust him. I felt a strong sense of trust between them and the group that lived together in the harsh northern environment.

“I, the Gorf, vote for Storm Shadow. Storm Shadow is the best match for strength, honor and wisdom. ”

“I, the Black Spear, will honor Storm Shadow as well. He's a qualified Greenskin. ”

“I, Stone Turtle, would like to vote for the Southern Oak Sand Glaive. He is a strong chieftain and will bring prosperity to the entire tribe. ”

As things went on, their expressions actually became more serious, and I was nervous about the faces of those who stood in proportion to them.

Who will be the chief? Of course it was something I had to be sensitive about.

The voting is already halfway done.

Storm Shadow 20 votes, Sand Glaive 18 votes, and North Wolf 6 votes.

There were still quite a few votes left, but they were very sensitive to one vote.

There is no grudge against the Greenskins who have not voted for them as expected. More time had passed, and I had no choice but to be nervous.

If Storm Shadow is a wise leader, Sand Glaive is a strong leader. The tribes that live on the grasslands also thought that single-mindedness was actually meaningless because they had voted for Southern Orcs, but it's not bad now.

They started talking about their opinions over and over again, and as the voting continued, I smiled a little bit as I saw them.

It was because I thought that a good culture would settle regardless of winning or losing.

I didn't mean to bring democracy into tribal societies, but it's not a bad mix. As long as the color of their honor is not faded. Their democracy will never be corrupted.

Finally, it was my turn.

I slowly opened my mouth.

“I think the great chieftain...”

That concludes Greenskin's first election and vote.

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[Hmmm... Did that happen? The Grand Chief is dead.]

[Yes. I can't say it has much effect on you living in the arms of the humans, but it's quite sensitive to us.]

[No, Blood Dagger. Even if they don't live in their arms now, those who forget their roots can't show a good king.]

I had a rough talk with Jang Ye-ri. It was because I had to explain this situation to him when he was coming to see him.

How's the Blood Dagger Clan doing?]

[I just had a little chat with the saint of the west, but nothing else happened. Your tribe is safe and so are the children. I just heard, you had a pregnant Fairy.]

Turns out he didn't talk about Mev. I didn't even seem to mention that I was pregnant. It wasn't for any other reason, but I heard a voice that sounded like the grass had died for some reason. Maybe it's her instinct.

[Ah... You didn't tell me.]

[....................]

A brief silence. Jang Ye-ri opened his mouth to me again with a slightly confused voice.

[Hm. I was very embarrassed to hear that news from the Lady of the West. I thought she was an innocent woman, but she was a ferocious bitch. You trust a fairy as small as you are and you tell them they are ready to take your heir in their arms. You realize how important it is to be pregnant to your tribe, even though I knew it.]

[...............]

When I became deaf and dumb, Jangryeol once again opened his mouth to me.

[Worried about my position and asked me again if I still couldn't make a heir... Ferocious bitch. You certainly wouldn't look like that in front of you. Phew...]

Of course, white zinc has never shown me that. I couldn't imagine white zinc flying a mean smile at Jang Ye-ri. It seemed that the stress of white zinc that had been accumulated was quite large. Unexpectedly, the Ring of Covenant was giving her great power. Of course, I don't remember giving the order not to talk about Mev, and I didn't do anything wrong by bringing up sensitive stories I shouldn't do, but I was a little embarrassed by the white zinc.

[I've been thinking a lot. My partner.]

[Hmm... I see...]

Responding somehow was all I could do. I was nervous for a moment about what the story would look like, but then I heard the voice of Jang Ye-ri again.

[It may be difficult to conceive at this time, but let's try to convince the surrogates. Of course, they are worried about the followers of a horse child with a high chance of opposition and horns, but they have no choice. I think the nanny would be very happy to give you a new job if she was bored as well.]

Obviously, I had heard about the importance of contraception when I met the nanny recently, but I think I was lost in my mind.

Some of them want a successor so badly...

As I was just getting ready to clean up and fly, I thought that the Queen's pregnancy wouldn't be pleasant for the replacements.

[I'm afraid to be a mother, but I'm ready. Blood Dagger. I hear the odds are very high with the same horses... but the more I think about it, the more perfect we are. Twins, not triplets, are guaranteed to set an example for the Western saint. I don't think it's bad to have one once a year. I want to make you feel the inevitable difference between races.]

Difference between races?]

[I hope you don't get me wrong. Of course, it is not about scoring your faction's rankings. Aren't we the same race? It is determined, of course, which side is better, whether the Western saint will have children faster or whether I will have children faster. Hmmm... Stupid loss... Which means I need you to call me as soon as this is all over.]

She's absolutely right. To give you an example, it is more likely that you and I try it once than I try it a hundred times. I had not tried it yet, but I thought that if I and the artisan decided to try, it could have really scary consequences.

Of course, I still care about contraception as much as I can these days because it was a mistake with Mev and the child born. I don't think I want to have a child or a child yet. As soon as I tried to speak, Jang Ye-ri immediately stopped communicating, so I sighed and laughed.

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